The Winter from Her Leaving

Shove me out to see

The sea

The quiet of December

To the deep I turn

From the wreck I bless

This mess

For what I can remember

Your ghost I burn

Why do I always feel

Like I'm waiting to begin

Lay me down this sound

Unbound

The birds of spring returning

Your ghost I burn

Shall I sleep to keep

This peace

The winter from her leaving

To the bow I run

Why do I always feel

Like I'm waiting to begin